Chris Travis
No Stains (2:55 P.M)
[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Bitch say she wanna lay up, but take off that make-up
I don't need no stains on this new white tee you paid for
She do as I say cause she know I'm gon' stay up
Broke ass n***as, my money longer than your pay stubs
Sitting on the couch, looking sharper than a razor
Push-button start got me feeling like a mayor
On stock, on homes, boy I got it layered
Finna board a plane, I'ma see you pussies later
These n***as ain't fucking with me
That's why these n***as don't fuck with me
Bitch you can't eat lunch with me
Benihanas, walking they show love for me
I'm riding up in my city real comfortably
If a n***a try me it will get ugly
Like a duck that don't belong to his family
You some scrambled eggs, I push your melon in
N***as ain't what you n***as really say ya'll is
And I don't live like a thug, bitch I need me a meal
And I ain't with the tough talking, if I say it I will
Ya'll n***as innocent talking 'bout ya'll kill
Bitch I'm doing it, I'm on my own shit
Built a buzz off my own and shit
These n***as cloning shit, then claim that they own the shit
Blue rays on your head, call your ass a Sony disk
See your girl looking I can tell that she wanna sex
You can call up my phone, I don't ever answer texts
Unless it's with a bad bitch I ain't never fucking met
N***a I'm a vet, talk to me with respect
4 years in the game
Rookie blood still in my flesh, bitch